Never mind De'an, who looked as if he'd been struck by lightning. In the front courtyard, Xu Shiling and Chen Song were trading blows, and the heavy THUDS echoed in the air.
Every blow landed solidly. They didn't appear to be using much strength, yet the sound was enough to make one's skin crawl.
But it was as if neither man could feel the pain. Instead of stopping, they only fought with more intensity.
Finally, after Chen Song took another kick to the leg and his face twisted in pain, Xu Su Ying could bear it no longer. She ran between the two and yelled for them to stop.
She glared at Xu Shiling. "Xu Shiling, that's enough! A few blows to let off steam is one thing, but you're taking it too far! My husband is obviously going easy on you, can't you tell? And you're still hitting him so hard? What's the matter with you? Are you trying to make me a widow so I have to remarry? Is that any way for a brother to act?"
